Mrs. Young, Her A Has Exploded All Over the World

"You go take a shower first, I'll go to my dad's room to find you a new set of clothes."

"Okay." When Zhao Lijue spoke softly, his eyes were filled with gentleness that he had never felt before.

Shen Xiaodiu once again fiercely complained about his past self, how blind is it to leave such a perfect man to not want to be so scumbag?

I have seen him no less than fifty times today, and every time I look at it, I can find new interjections to describe his beauty.

Such a good-looking man will belong to her alone in the future.

After taking a shower, Shen Xiaodiu found that Zhao Lijue was still asleep and was sitting on the bedside, looking at the photos placed on her desk. It was a group photo of Shen Xiaodiu with his mother when he was a child, and with his friends before returning to Shen's home in elementary and junior high school.

Shen Xiaodiu in the photo is full of vitality and smile, which is very contagious.

Shen Xiaodiu smiled, thinking about explaining the origin of the photos to him one by one in the past. When he remembered something, he was shocked and immediately grabbed the photos and hugged them in his arms.

"It's so late, don't watch, go to sleep."

With that, she hurriedly threw the photo back into the drawer and locked it.

Zhao Lijue's eyes dimmed for her fierce reaction.

Xiao Diu, are you really willing to believe me? still…

"Zhao Lijue, don't get me wrong, I don't want to show you my previous photos, just..."

"Xiao Diu, I know, go to bed, be good, don't think too much." Zhao Lijue took her little hand and asked her to sit down next to her.

"...Well, then don't be angry with me." Shen Xiaodiu blinked.

"Fool, how could I be angry with you." Zhao Lijue gently touched her head.

After getting into bed and lying on the bed, Shen Xiaodiu struggled for a while, and finally decided to explain to him frankly.

She jumped out of bed barefoot, then opened the drawer in Zhao Lijue's surprised eyes, took out the photo Zhao Lijue had just seen, and turned and looked at the man in front of her seriously.

"Go to sleep after reading the photos." Shen Xiaodiu sat back on the bed again, next to Zhao Lijue, and pointed to the first picture taken with his mother.

"This was taken when I was six years old, watching a panda with my mother in a Japanese zoo. The Japanese really like our national treasure panda..." Shen Xiaodiu explained seriously.

"This is when I was twelve years old, and I went to Paris, France with my mother to participate in a design competition. When my mother won the prize, I took a photo with her... My mother is really amazing. She stood out and won the championship among so many outstanding designers..."

Zhao Lijue used her eyes and ears together, only to feel that her voice was like a spring in the mountains, which made the haze in his heart disperse unconsciously.

"I didn't show it to you just now, because I was afraid you would see these." After reading a dozen photos, Shen Xiaodiu turned the photos to the back.

"Zhao Lijue, you wait for me!"

"Now I can't fight you, but one day, I will have a way to make you die."

"Mom, my daughter won't let you die unjustly."

…

These words were engraved stroke by stroke behind the photo, full of Shen Xiaodiu's resentment towards Zhao Lijue at the time.

She was afraid that those words would hurt Zhao Lijue, but she didn't expect that her behavior just now also caused him harm.

"Right..."

The last word "Qi" was not finished, Zhao Lijue had already embraced her, "I said, you don't have to say sorry to me again."

His little distress, willing to confess this to him, he will be content.

"Good night, Xiao Di." Zhao Lijue turned off the light, whispered in her ear, and then covered the quilt.

"Good night, Zhao Lijue." Shen Xiaodiu bit her lip. In order to make up for her mistake, she turned around, propped up her upper body, and took a quick sip on Zhao Lijue's face.

Before Zhao Lijue could speak, she lay down quickly and covered her thin quilt, "Sleeping."

In the darkness, Zhao Lijue let out a chuckle, which completely dispelled Shen Xiaodiu's cranky thoughts.

After a long time, after hearing the breathing of the woman next to him became longer, Zhao Lijue turned around, gently wrapped Shen Xiaoduo in his arms, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Xiao Diu, I really hope you did this, not to kill me..."